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"Pro, do you want to be my boyfriend?"
"........." "Why don't you answer me?" "Is anything wrong, Han? Why are you asking me that?" "........" I didn't know why I had asked him that. Did I really mean what I was saying? "I am busy right now, Pro. I'll talk to you later. Bye." I didn't wait for his reply at all. I logged out from the chat page, and shut down my computer. Tears were falling. My room was very quiet. I had known Pro on line for around three months. My sister had found a chat page and told the chatters that I was looking for someone. Pro was there. "Are you looking for me?" "Oh, no! I don't know you, but I can be your friend. Can we chat?" After that day, he asked for my phone number, promising to call me at night. We were so excited talking on the phone. That was it! We became friends. We came closer and closer every day. And the meaning of his words were that we were more than friends. He wanted to get to know me better. Somehow, he even mentioned being my boyfriend. I just didn't understand. I kept asking myself why he had reacted like that to my question. Had he liked me before? I was confused. We lived very close to each other, a forty-five to fifty-minute drive, but he had never asked me for a date. We had never seen each other. I had only sent him a picture and he gave me his homepage address. That was how we recognized each other. No one can hide the truth for long. We stopped contacting each other until one day he called me up and said hi. It was just one week before Lunar New Year. We set up a day to see each other. He pretended to be happy. On the Eve of New Year's day, two friends and I came to his house at night, planning to go to temple. On this day, I found out the truth about him. Well, the truth is always the truth. On that day I understood why he had declined to be my boyfriend. The girl who opened a door was his sister. We were told to wait in the living room. My friends, a guy and a girl, felt that we had come to the wrong house. While we were waiting and talking for a few minutes, a guy in a wheelchair came from the next room. He apologized that he had been in the bathroom. His voice was familiar to me. Oh no! I was shocked! I couldn't stand it. I looked indirectly, first at the newspaper and then at him. I could not just look straight at him or even say anything. As he talked to my friends in a very friendly way, my question kept pounding. Was he the guy I'd met on the net? I didn't trust what I was seeing. I still thought this guy couldn't be Pro. I was in denial. It took some time to accept this reality. After I got home, I went to his web site again. Why hadn't I seen it before? He had no picture of himself standing. In all of them, he was sitting on the sofa or at the computer ...in none of them was he standing. My Lord! He was disabled! I should have guessed it. Well, I had a wonderful time on that New Year's Eve. And the most important point was that he was great. He gave me his confidence. Also, I have learned a lesson very well, a person is no less of a person because he is disabled. |